They rise up within me whispering
there is no help for you in Love.
Yet, You, O my Beloved, radiate around me,
my glory,
lifting my head high.
I cry aloud to You,
and You answer within my heart.
I lie down and sleep;
I wake again, for my Beloved
holds me with strength and tenderness.
I shall withstand all my fears
as they arise within me.
Rise up, Love!
Psalm 3
Psalms for Praying
Nan C. Merrill
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